Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
The blood moon made of the black cloak soared increasingly higher. In mere moments, it reached the sky.
The pitch-black Demonic Qi shrouded the sky, making the blood moon appear indistinct amid the demonic fog. This made it hard for people to tell whether this was the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb or the Xuewu Dynasty’s boundless demonic region.
Before the first commotion of the succession race passed, another commotion started.
Everyone knew that most of the First Prince’s guests were of the Demonic Dao.
After all, while the matter of the imperial ancestral temple’s patriarchs working with the Demonic Dao faction to balance the Hidden Spirit Temple was a secret, there were still people who knew about it.
At the very least, the various feudal lords and Noble Clans’ powerhouses had an inkling.
If the weak Royal Court did not want to be controlled by others, they could only use a scheme to balance the other factions.
However, it looked like the imperial ancestral temple’s patriarchs had lost control. They had never had control over the people of the Demonic Dao in the first place.
A small change appeared in the expressions of the various feudal lords and Noble Clans’ powerhouses.
“Soaring Dragon Marquis, what do you think the situation is?” someone asked the Soaring Dragon Marquis. The succession race had already gone out of control. The various feudal lords all felt some unease. It seemed like the Royal Court had lost control of the situation long ago.
The Soaring Dragon Marquis frowned slightly and replied after some thought, “We should just wait and adapt to the situation. The Royal Court is where the dynasty’s Luck gathers. It has been here for more than one hundred thousand years already. Even if a Faux God were to come, he would not dare to be unruly.”
Although the Soaring Dragon Marquis said that, he still had a bad feeling, as the Yan Emperor had yet to make an appearance.
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Inside the palace in the clouds:
The Imperial Ancestor walked to a corner, and a pitch-black figure stood before him. Even though it was a projected imag
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